Became A Queen After divorce

Ruth seemed to have noticed something and cautiously glanced at Pearl before asking:

“Pearl, you don’t like Mr. Hurst yourself, do you?”

This blunt question hit Miss Pearl’s sore spot, and she immediately denied it.

“Haha, how is that possible?”

Although she admitted that Sam was more handsome and charming than most men, she, the dignified lady of the Gilliam family, had never taken men seriously. Many men had pursued her in the past, including handsome mixed-race guys, male models with great physiques, and even college students who offered themselves for her to keep.

She had never been interested in any of them and would always break up after toying with them for a while. Therefore, she was absolutely not interested in someone like Sam!

Feeling reassured by Pearl’s definite answer, Ruth sighed with relief and smiled:

“Good, since you don’t like Mr. Hurst, can you help me pursue him? For instance, do you know his phone number, where he lives, how old he is this year…”

Ruth, for the first time, mustered the courage to pursue her love and hoped to get her friend’s support.

“Well, I…”

Pearl didn’t know how to respond. If she refused, it might affect their friendship, but if she agreed…

Her heart told her she didn’t really want to help. After hesitating for a while, Pearl finally bit the bullet and agreed, as she didn’t want to lose Ruth as a friend.

“Fine, I can help you, but whether it succeeds will depend on you.”

“Great, Pearl, I knew you were the best to me! Not only did you not look down on me for being poor, but you also always helped me.”

Pearl and Ruth became good friends not because of their backgrounds but because they were both abandoned by their families. Now, however, Pearl had transformed from an orphan without a mother into the lady of the Gilliam family, and Ruth realized the huge gap between them. She wondered how long their friendship would last.

“We’ll talk about Sam later. For now, accompany me to check out Lord Parker.”

“Okay.”

Throughout this time, Pearl kept her head covered with a coat, drawing curious stares and leading people to think she was seriously ill. Ruth, after observing for a while, couldn’t help but ask:

“Pearl, what’s wrong with your face?”

Glowing green…

Pearl had a lot of complaints but now wasn’t the time. She brushed it off.

“Um, I have pimples on my face, so I applied some herbal medicine.”

“I see.”

Girls love beauty, and Pearl was no exception, so Ruth decided to drop the topic to avoid making her sad. Soon, they found the VIP ward where Lord Parker was staying. It was noon shift time, and there was no one guarding the door, allowing them to enter easily.

Lord Parker woke up feeling hungry. He struggled to open his eyes and was about to call a servant when he saw a terrifyingly green face, thinking he saw a ghost in broad daylight and instinctively screamed.

“Ah! Ghost… Help, there’s a ghost!”

“Shut up, stop screaming!”

“Ow… a ghost~”

Pearl had just lifted her coat slightly to get some air, not expecting him to wake up right then. Luckily, she quickly covered his mouth, preventing him from calling for help.

Lord Parker, with tubes in his hands, couldn’t move, but his eyes darted to Ruth, recognizing her from fragmented memories. It was them! The person covering his mouth must be the vicious woman who had crippled him that night. He still felt a twinge of pain in that area and instinctively recoiled.

His eyes were filled with hatred and cold fury, questioning with his gaze what she intended by intruding.

Pearl decided to reason with Lord Parker.

“I know you hate me now, but you can’t entirely blame me for what happened that night. You were the one who tried to harm Ruth. Poor you, you’ll be impotent for the rest of your life. Also, I’m not here to apologize…”

“Hey, stop glaring. Go tell your parents not to bother the Gilliam family or Ruth again, got it?”

Despite speaking for a while, Miss Pearl received no response and, worried about being discovered, slapped his head.

“Got it?”

The loud sound was like slapping a watermelon. Ruth trembled and reminded her:

“Isn’t it possible that he can’t answer because you’re covering his mouth?”

Pearl belatedly removed her hand.

“Right, I forgot.”

Lord Parker, his voice hoarse, angrily responded:

“You wretch! How dare you come… when I’m better, I’ll kill you!”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Oh, still acting tough? Fine… maybe I should kill you before you get better?”

She disdainfully glanced at his private area, a humiliation any man would find unbearable. Lord Parker, trembling with rage, cold sweat revealing his fear, spat:

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“You’re right, I wouldn’t.”

“But I do dare take a photo. If people knew you became a eunuch, wouldn’t they laugh at you?”

She pulled out her phone, preparing to open the camera. Lord Parker’s face turned pale as he gritted his teeth at Pearl.

“Stop, don’t take a picture! I’ll agree to your terms, okay? Just put away the phone.”

He agreed so quickly that she felt a bit disappointed as she hadn’t had enough fun.

“I thought you’d struggle a bit. Turns out you’re quite vain.”

“But I don’t trust you, so I still need to take a picture. Don’t worry, I won’t post it.”

“You!”

The man struggled to sit up but was pressed back by Miss Pearl.

“Lie down and don’t move. I promise to take only one picture.”

“Are you sure you want your angry face in it? Your fiancee might be scared off.”

To secure the Crete family’s position and honor in Tondende, Lord Parker had gotten engaged to a princess last year. If he lost his ability to father children, this marriage would surely fall apart.

“No, please don’t spread the picture!”

“Relax, I won’t. I’m just taking it to ensure you keep your word.”

Pearl quickly snapped a photo, not of Lord Parker’s sorry state but of the doctor’s diagnosis. He was so scared, thinking his reputation was at stake.

“Done. Ruth, cover Lord Parker with a blanket so he doesn’t catch a cold.”

“Oh, okay.”

Ruth nervously complied, feeling like she had walked through hell just to cover him with a blanket.

“Lord Parker, goodbye.”

Having completed their task, Miss Pearl and Ruth left quickly as the shift workers arrived.

“Hey, why is the door open?”

They wondered.

The next second, Lord Parker’s enraged voice echoed from inside.

“Where were you idiots just now?”

Meanwhile, Sam and the Duke and Duchess of Crete had a secret conversation in the dean’s office. About five or six minutes later, the three emerged.

The duchess maintained her gentle but firm attitude.

“Mr. Hurst, I’ll leave my son in your care. By the way, may I see Miss Pearl?”

Perhaps afraid of his suspicions, the duchess added with a smile:

“Don’t worry, I won’t make things difficult for her. I just want to see what she looks like, the one who hurt my son so badly. As for the Gilliam family, please tell Mr. Gilliam that both parties are at fault. He needn’t blame himself.”

Sam instinctively glanced at the ward door. Pearl, who was supposed to be squatting there, was gone. He didn’t even notice when she disappeared.

“Sure, I’ll pass on the message. As for Miss Pearl… she’s not in a condition to see visitors these days.”

Hearing this, the duchess immediately understood.

“Then we’ll wait until she’s available.”

Sam didn’t say anything. What did she understand?